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[[label over preprinted header]] ^ Some Friends I have met.

^ To-day I've found my self thinking of some one I'd like to have here,
And with these thoughts I've been linking 
My memories older 30 dear
Of all your charm & your pureness
And wonderful qualities too
That make me (so), so safe in exclaiming
No friend could be better than you.
Fred
1321 Lawrence St.
Ft Worth.

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[[top left]] Bill [?]

^Dear Mother:
The harder you are thrown, the larger you bounce
Be proud of your black eye
It isn't the fall that counts
But it is how well you fought and why
Your Buddy
Willie Worrells
P.V. College
P.V. Tex.

^ Dead

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[[top left]] ^ Myrtle K

^ Dear lil Mother,
I would not have a cloud arise
I would not have a shadow stray 
upon the brightness of thy skin
across the sunshine on they way
May dear friends scatter flowers for thee
May God they every effort bless and each returning season be a stepping stone to happiness.
Lovingly your Baby
Myrtle Kenney
1409 Gregg St. Houston

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